It Was In The Forest. No One

I Am Not A Label Snob And Have Learned That The Thrill Of Shopping Can Be Just As Great, If Not More So, When You Find A Bargain.

My Daily Nespresso Coffee, An Unexpected Shaft Of Sunlight Through The Window On A Winter's Day, My Bargain Missoni Sunglasses (70 Percent Off!)

Being A Journalist Is Good If You Want To Write Books: It Teaches You To Get Beyond The Blank Screen. My Books Have Been Described As Froth But There's Scope To Be Witty And Ironic About Everything In Life.

He So Did Not Sit Down And Have A Proper Talk With Her. I Know It. He Probably Sent Her A Brief Text, Saying, Over. Sam.

Just Because Of That One Disastrous Blind Date She Had Last Year, Where The Guy Turned Out To Be Fifty-nine, Not Thirty-nine (he Claimed It Was A Typo. Yeah, I’m Sure His Finger Just Happened To Slip Two Spaces To The Left).